Don’t you hate when you got that one person on you’re mind that shouldn’t be there? You’d think after all that frustration and hurt they put you through they’d be out of your life. No, instead they’re on your mind even more. You question yourself as to why you let them in your life. You keep thinking of the good times which instantly overshadows the bad. As much as you hate to admit it, they’re still all you think about. It hurts, it really does, but let’s face it, they’re not leaving anytime soon.

The way people have been talking lately is exactly why I don’t want anyone to know. I know I shouldn’t care, but really, I do. I’m afraid.

If someone ever caught me with a smile on my face it’s because you randomly popped into my head.

If you asked me how I started liking you, how I felt about you, the things I like/love about you, etc, you’d be up for one hell of a story time. 

I love the way I feel when we smile at each other when I catch your eye. It’s like instead of a million butterflies, it’s one huge hyper butterfly.

Honestly, I never thought about you once. You were someone I used to pass without a single glance. I didn’t know who you were. You were someone I thought I wouldn’t become friends with. But that all changed since I got to know you and it still amazes me to this day.

I know I’m going to get sick. and I secretly hope I do. Like really sick so I don’t have to be at school.

I cried all morning. Why me?

I can’t help but tear up everytime I think about it.

When will it be ok?

I hate how you didn’t think it through. Not only did you hurt me, you hurt other people too. Now, look at the mess we’re in. I’m here, stuck at what to do. I can feel things changing between us. For once, I was comfortable where I was and now, I can’t do anything about it. You knew how I felt, you just went and did it. You never think about anyone, but yourself. You go around and ask people for comfort and help, but after you feel better, you never stick around. What is up with that? You’ve changed so much, popularity has gotten through your head just because your able to pick up a few people. Sometimes, I think you don’t even want to be seen with me. What happened to the sweet, shy person I used to know? Gone. You have me believing that you do this stuff just for you to feel good. Well, congrats, you’ve managaed to hurt me and other people in the process.